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dorcas thought for a minute. how did they help? “I- I don’t know-” her voice broke. the breadth of her forearm caught her head as it fell forward. her chest heaved a weak and unsteady breath. “I don’t know what to do anymore. I don’t know how to help.”
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“oi, one step at a time.” sirius tapped his fingers lightly on the table a few times, knowing she’d be able to feel it in her current position, a gesture of connection from someone who wasn’t super into physical touch outside of a very select few. “do you want to stop something? or start something?”








